Dischordant Shards RP (IC)

[Thaedael]

[Man the RP's I like are all dead *sigh* maybe its a good thing I won't be around much longer]

He cocked his head to the side, beholding the girl in all her beauty, her eyes absolutely sparkling in the sunset of an early evening. She stood there looking at him, silver hair framing face, a smile across her features, nose wrinkled in happines, the foot steeps of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Gallant couldn't help but behold the moment, to really live in the moment for now, and for future sessions of melancholic nostalgia. She wore the pretty sundress the old lady had worn her, and it had fit her absoluetely, yet the possiblity of another outfit made his mind wander to the four corners of creativity, each vision coming back more exotic and fashionable than the last.

"What kind of outfit?" he asked with a smile. He turned before waiting for an answer, beginning to clean up the fruit stand for the evening, a broom in hand as he swept away the accumilated grime from the foot traffic, small plumes of dust kicking into the air as he swept.

[Paradox]

"I don't really know, I like to shop for one once I can afford it.